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Posted Mon Dec 28, 2015 | 345 Words | Tagged story tg

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It was Jenny’s last day in the cosmetics shop and the staff were sad to see her go. Sadly the company wasn’t able to take her on, but the staff were going to send her off with a great gift for the new year.

It was a small bottle of something they found in the bottom of one of the boxes in the storeroom. It was a strange box they didn’t know what to do with. It got mis-delivered a year or so ago and they never figured out or had the time to send it back to wherever it came from. They had opened it and found some strange items in there with all kinds of descriptions. They thought they could throw it in with some other stuff she’d like and hope for the best.

She liked the look of the bottle, it was a perfume with a fancy looking bottle. Going through all of the gifts one by one, she didn’t stop and read the bottle and just sprayed a little bit of the perfume on her neck. Surely it would have been nice anyway, she trusted the opinion of the girls at the shop.

Giving it a sniff she felt a little drowsy all of a sudden. She really needed to sleep, and sure now sounded like a good time. After all she had just finished her last 10 hour shift.

Waking up she smelt something strong and slightly off. Looking in the mirror in the bathroom she jumped in shock. Then started to feel. The smell was coming from… him. Yeah he was a man now, or at least for now anyway. The perfume wasn’t a good smell for a perfume he decided, but damn he liked smelling this. 

Looking at the box on the bottle he realised it had a title of “La transformation de l’homme”. He read the back of the box and felt a little sad knowing it would only last for a few hours. Damn he needed to see where the girls found this and get more.